#au:multiverse

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Thirty whole years. And not a single person you can call yours.

🌷 I don’t think I can write a coherent reaction to this. At first, the hopping through different “universes” felt loose and disorienting. Because each universe offers something great but there’s an equal downside to it too. I think the closest universe I liked was Taehyung’s (but even that was crazy). By the end of the six alternate realities, I felt like everything’s back to zero and I was wondering where the story is taking me. When the reason for all this universe hopping was revealed, it all made perfect sense. That was brilliantly done, dear author 👏👏👏. It’s not about having multiple options, it’s about that one true thing. From feeling lost about the story to sudden clarity and conviction I had about the whole thing, what a perfect jimlingss™ execution.

Suddenly, we just have one mission to look forward to: which is that ending OC wanted. I am in awe at how smooth the transition is from the light-hearted vibes to angst. I honestly thought it was going to be a cute fic but then I found myself holding my breath 🥺

I know this is the author’s last piece and I think it’s brilliant to make it an OT7 one. I actually love each universe and how the members fit their respective scenarios. It just seems difficult to pull off a Guess-the-Member type of fic because honestly how can you choose among these fine men? For some reason, the fic reminds me of a couple of author’s fics like TTBU (which is a masterpiece and one of my ultimate favorites), Until Yesterday (though I think I rooted for Yoongi here haha sorry I digress), and The Seven Kinds of Love. It feels nostalgic thinking about these fics as I was reading The End because I started thinking beyond the story; along the way, I thought of the great stories you've shared through the years. It’s such a bittersweet moment and I think this is the perfect swan song, too. Made me sad but at the same time I am satisfied. Thank you, dear author for this great story 🥰.

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the end.

➜ Words: 31k

➜ Genres: 50% Fluff, 50% Angst

➜ Summary: It’s been a habit of yours to vent in the form of love letters. There’s six in total. They’re kept secret, hidden in your closet. But on your 30th birthday, what you least expect is for each letter to become reality. All done by the whacky ghost of Christmas future trying to grant your birthday wish.

➜ Notes: Loosely inspired by To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before

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